Lords' Gathering In Covid Pandemic
The mailer is telling you the story...
''Today in my huge mansion
There’s going to have a deep discussion
By Sir of South region
This note is to you, Lord Western''
"About what this is going to be, minion"
When I offer the note, asked Lord western
"I’m not sure, but about the prevailing situation
Many Lords are yet to invite, in addition"
We were messed up fully that day
Lords are meeting to save our day
Chefs in the kitchen are making, no stay
Maids are carpeting the guest on their way
They sat down around the table in hall
Lord western, eastern and more were in whole
We people were peeping and amazed so long
B’cause no one uttered a word at all
"Why is the lady of all north in her party frock
May be she had received the note on spot"
"What parties out there in these days of covid?"
That was a mumbling part of the servants’ dialogue
All of the Lords, wearing masks and shields
It seems like the worriers of the battle fields
Yeah of course, but there’s a difference indeed
We see the brave faces of worriers, but none of these
"Boys and girls and maids of the house
You can go and shut doors of the hall for now
My mailer, you take them away; and close the doors"
That was an order of my Lord, like a shot
"Yes, sir" said I, without any second of lateness
And then made others to move away from the master’s chamber
That’s when I heard the spoofy voice of Lady Northeness
“God..now I can feel the taste of festivity, without any awful diseases”
Copyright © Chathurya Gurugoda | Year Posted 2021
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